Do It Like A G.O.

Lyrics

[Intro: Willie D, Lil J & Scarface] Underground Master speaking Yo, D, what's up? Just chillin', man, what's up? Give them Geto Boys a ring, man Hold 'em down Geto Boys Hey What's up, J? Yeah, man, I got Willie D on the other end What's up, Will? What's up now? What's up, fellas? You know Say, fellas I been kickin' a few lyrics in the back of my mind, man And I'm tired of motherfuckers disrespecting us Because we're Black-owned and won't sell out Word So check this out We need to get together And go to that other level of the game And do it like a G.O. Say no more, J, we're on the telephone We gettin' the motherfuckin' message [Verse 1: Bushwick Bill] I'm back like a rebel making trouble I'm an assassin, kickin' ass on the double No motherfucker alive's gonna stop me So fuck you and your goddamn posse [Verse 2: Willie D] It's time to step on some motherfuckin' toes (Nah, D), man, fuck them hoes The East Coast ain't playin' our songs I wanna know what the hell's goin' on Give me my card, radio sucker I'll kick your ass and take the motherfucker Everybody know New York is where it begin So let the ego shit end [Verse 3: Scarface] Black radio is being disowned Not by the other race, but its own A lot of bullshit records make hits Because the radio is all about politics Akshen is my identity Whoever you be (Don't-don't-don't fuck with me) My last go, the radio stuck me with a low blow Now I'm doin' it like a G.O. [Refrain] (Go, go, go, go, go) (Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse) (Go, go, go, go, go) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) [Verse 4: Willie D] Everybody's coming with guns Niggas gettin' pimped by Colombians They put 'em on the streets like a bitch Niggas slangin', but the Puerto Rican gettin' rich I never sold the mess But if I did, it would be for my goddamn self Can you adjust to the wholesale bust? Bushwick, tell these motherfuckers what's up [Verse 5: Bushwick Bill] When will you stupid motherfuckers learn? In this game, one way or another, you get burned You end up behind bars Or lyin' on your back in a motherfuckin' morgue And your girl'll find another nigga 'Cause the low-actin' bitch ain't nothin' but a gold-digger I'll fuck her, but my money is a no-no (Why?), I'm a ho, so I do it like a G.O. [Refrain] (Go, go, go, go, go) (Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse) (Go, go, go, go, go) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) [Verse 6: Scarface] Fucked-up politics Those tie-wearin' bitches can suck my dick They try to ban my style of teachin' But freedom of speech allow me to keep speakin' To the people about shit like racism It's deep into the heart of the school system Whites get more funds from the state And this is why minorities learn so late [Verse 7: Willie D] Some of us make it to college And take a test to the highest degree with limited knowledge Most of us won't pass the bitch And those rotten-ass motherfuckers know this I'm not Malcolm X or Farrakhan After this one, I'll guess I'll have to pack a gun So if you wanna fuck with this brother You better be ready, motherfucker You're gonna have to G.O. [Refrain] (Go, go, go, go, go) (Let's make 'em an offer they can't refuse) (Go, go, go, go, go) (You wanna go to war? We'll take you to war, okay?) [Verse 8: Willie D] Willie D is not a bigot and he won't be I just educate minds through reality This ain't no motherfuckin' back to Africa Try to pull that shit, we'll have a massacre [Verse 9: Bushwick Bill] Our ancestors were killed at will Bought and sold like a used automobile We fought so Black can exist Now we're killing one another, ain't that a bitch? [Verse 10: DJ Ready Red] Ready Red, comin' at ya Holdin' my ground like a motherfuckin' statue You take nothin' from me, so stop trippin' 'Less you wanna take a motherfuckin' ass whippin' Bitch, motherfuck the KKK Wearin' dresses and shit, what the fuck, is they gay? [Verse 11: Willie D] A colorblind society will never be Unless we agree (In harmony), to do it like a G.O. [Outro: Lil J] Rap-A-Lot Hey, Jay, this is the president of White Owned Records We see you're still survivin' But wanted to ask you to keep your boys quiet If you don't, we will Or here's another alternative We take ninety-five percent of your company and you take five and we'll make you famous in fifteen years It would take you a lifetime by yourself Because you know your people don't stick together What you say about that, boy? Man, fuck you I would advise you not to talk to me like that, boy Just who the hell you think you are anyway? I'm Lil-motherfuckin'-J And I ain't to be fucked with And if you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war